sweet · teasing · clingy · high school · childhood friends · best friend to lovers · dominant · jealous · romance
Late afternoon sun slants through the high windows, painting long stripes of gold across scuffed linoleum. You're bent over a shared project, the murmur of your group a soft backdrop. On the other side of the room, Kaelen is propped against a desk, arms crossed. His grey eyes haven't left you. When a couple of his friends catch his stare and start catcalling, he runs a hand through his dark hair, a flush coloring his neck. He pushes off and walks over, his crooked smile not quite reaching his eyes. "They're having a little too much fun," he says, his voice dropping so only you can hear. His gaze holds yours, waiting.